xxTell me where our [TiME] went
And if it was [TiME] well spent
Just don't let me f a l l a s l e e p
Feeling empty again
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Y a m a n a k a I n o
So. Off to algebra..
I looked at my schedual and let out a harsh sigh, knowing it was something I didn't really like, something that didn't like me too much either. I gave an inner laugh to that idea, and shook my head, starting to walk off to the classroom. As I started to get there, I saw Shikamaru chasing after some girls.. I came to a standstill and looked at him chase after them into the classroom. I rolled my eyes and let out a sigh, trying to ignore the fact that I hated when he did that. Why did he have to be such a player? I closed my eyes and tried my best to ignore him, then marched into the classroom and took the seat behind Shikamaru.
I was about to talk to him, but saw him staring at the girl beside him. My face fell and I tried my best to not show any emotion...but hell it was hard. I felt like I was just a friend to him, that I was nothing else then a friend, not a girl at all. He looked at other girls, he just looked over me... I felt frustration take me over as I looked down at my bare desk. 'Damn it all..' I thought to myself. I wanted to poke Shikamaru in the back and start a conversation with him, something like that! But I didn't have the courage to do anything like that.He was staring at her. He never looked at me. Why did he never look at me?
I reached into my bag and pulled out a notebook then a pencil as I sat at the desk awkwardly. I opened it up and passed a few pages where I had scribbled down some things, some pictures. I know it seems dumb, and I am sure that Shikamaru wouldn't give a damn, but regardless...I was an artist. Like growing drawing, growing flowers was an art, and it showed in how my family owned a flower shop. I closed my eyes and put my head down on the desk, unable to think of what to draw...I felt so sad right now, that it seemed that my mind wouldn't function on what was going on anything past S H I K A M A R U. I hated...hated hated loving him.It took me away from what I should be thinking about, like taking care of myself. I lifted my head and started to draw something plain and mundane.
A flower.
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Cause I f e a r I might b r e a k
and I f e a r I can't take it
Tonight I'll lie a w a k e feeling e m p t y